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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Buffalo Tom
Buffalo Tom
Performer
Bill Janovitz
Bill Janovitz
Vocals
Chris Colbourn
Chris Colbourn
Bass Guitar
Tom Maginnis
Tom Maginnis
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bill Janovitz
Bill Janovitz
Songwriter
Chris Colbourn
Chris Colbourn
Composer
Tom Maginnis
Tom Maginnis
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bill Janovitz
Bill Janovitz
Producer
Chris Colbourn
Chris Colbourn
Producer
Tom Maginnis
Tom Maginnis
Producer
John Agnello
John Agnello
Producer

Lyrics

Does this mean you ain't my friend? Does this mean you ain't again? And I come back and find you gone And that letter made me bleed I don't need your blue disease That would throw 'em out of the country And hey, does this mean that we made friends We may never be again It's just my body to the road And now I don't see you out no more Got row boats with rotten oars And waste your time on idiot stuff And listen to me my old friend I've got to see you here again Cause a man can't be an island With these rotten oars all the time I could leave it all behind Should have done it a long time ago And hey, does this mean that we ain't friends We can never be again It's just my body to the road And now I don't see you around no more Got row boats with rotten oars And waste your time on idiot stuff And hey does this mean that we made friends We may never be again It's just my body to the road And now I don't see you round no more Got row boats with rotten oars And waste your time on idiot stuff La la la la Vocals
Writer(s): Bill Janovitz, Chris Colbourn, Tom Maginnis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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